Raat ka notification

 “Raat ka Notification – Part 2”

Rohan ka dil itna tez dhadak raha tha ki use apni hi saans sunai de rahi thi.

Room me halka sa thandaa hawa jaisa feel ho raha tha, jaise koi darwaze ke paas khada ho.

Usne dheere se phone uthaya. Screen par wohi last message tha:

“Don’t scream.”

Rohan ne himmat karke apna room ka light switch dabaya…

Par light on hi nahi hui.

“Fuse gaya hoga,” usne khud se kaha, par uski awaaz me bhi darr tha.

Tabhi phone fir vibrate hua.

“Lights won’t help.”

Rohan ke haath thande pad gaye.

Yeh kaise janta tha ki Rohan ne light on karne ki koshish ki?

Usne darwaze ke paas dekha—

Peeche koi nahi dikha, bas ek lambi si shadow, jaise kisi ne hall me movement kiya ho.

Rohan ne himmat jod kar dheere se darwaza thoda aur khola.

Hall pura andhera tha.

Par ek cheez alag thi…

Shoe-rack ke upar uska purana family photo frame padha tha—jo shaam ko to table par tha.

Rohan ne dheere se frame uthaya.

Frame ke glass par koi ungli se likh kar gaya tha:

“You’re not alone.”

Phone fir vibrate hua.

“Last chance. Go back.”

Rohan hall me aur andar gaya…

Usne corner me kuch halka sa movement dekha.

Jaise koi dheere se sofa ke peeche se side ho raha ho.

Usi moment…

Phone vibrate hua.

“I told you not to look.”